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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Feb 21, 2024 3:47:50 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Feb 21, 2024 3:47:50 GMT -5

Plant. Home. How long had it been since he stepped foot on Sadalan soil? Twenty years? A lifetime to some unfortunate ones. Basil could remember crops of young boys fighting side by side against the natives when the invasion was still fresh. They were cut down and left to rot while Basil had fought on and survived. He had been one of the lucky ones, or so he had thought. Twenty years he was kept a slave, herded from one planet to another. Did anybody even know? Had his friends even cared?

That experience had changed him, but not as much as Plant itself had changed. When he was taken the Saiyans had only just managed to grasp onto a small foothold they could call home, but now? Now they controlled about as much of the planet as the Tuffles did. It had been impossible to escape the news of a new queen, though Basil had not yet made any effort into speaking to her. Why should he? He was a lowly Saiyan, and the queen didn't likely have any time for him anyway.

Basil wandered through the wastes until coming across the spot he had been looking for: the spot where the slavers had first taken him. Of course with twenty years having passed there were no sign of what had occurred back then, but that wasn't what he was looking for. Before being captured and sold, Basil was kidnapped and experimented on by someone or some group that was native to Plant. This spot was as far as he could wander with what strength he had left after escaping, which hadn't been very far...

Somewhere around here was a clue to what had happened, and he had no intention of leaving until he had found it.

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KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 297
TWC: 297

Last Edit: Feb 21, 2024 3:48:16 GMT -5 by Basil

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Feb 21, 2024 19:19:22 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Feb 21, 2024 19:19:22 GMT -5

Picking a few fights in the Radditsu district was a calculated risk for Yakito; his likelihood of making his wager back was higher considering the expected power of your average Saiyan runt, especially when compared to the high-class warriors trained to be killing machines from birth. What the vulpine Zoan failed to consider, however, was also the increased probability of theft given the economical situation in Sadala's shantytown. This tunnel vision of his main money making objective to make ends meet caused him to be careless around his space pod that got stolen during his convalescence after his fight at the Brawling Hole against Queen Zuqetta.

Without the means of leaving Plant, Yakito found himself aimlessly wandering the Saiba Waste in the hopes of finding some Saiba lifeforms to take down for sustenance - with how tight he was on money, it's not like he had the choice anyways. On the prowl for food, the androgynous red-furred fox's attention was momentarily solicited by an alarm from the puce-colored scouter lens connected to the half-mask rebreather he donned. "One hundred twenty-five thousand?!?!" That was the biggest reading he ever got since getting the device from a Tuffle scientist who hired him to sabotage an infrastructure belonging to Yangcong. Feeling both curious and excited, Yakito opted to take a different path in order to meet this mysterious being.

A few kilometers or so of walking later and Yakito found himself around the outskirts of some sort of abandoned outpost. Not knowing if this was an ambush or what was the purpose of the installations, the rebreather-wearing Earthling approached cautiously until the man of interest was in sight. "Mhhhh..." Ostensibly a Saiyan, as expected from an individual with such a formidable battle strength. Just like himself, the man looked to be in search for something, so Yakito decided to show some good faith by making his presence known. "Is anyone here?" Of course someone was here; the fox was standing right behind the man with his arms crossed and a smug grin for a countenance. The nosey wee lad left a few feet of distance between himself and the Saiyan to not intrude on his personal space. "Don't get on your high horse! I'm just a stranger who got attracted by your formidable strength." With a clawed index, Yakito tapped the temple where his scouter lens came from.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 394
TWC: 394

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Feb 22, 2024 4:01:21 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Feb 22, 2024 4:01:21 GMT -5

Basil couldn't help but to feel a little useless in this search of his. Whatever sort of experiments had been ran on him in the past had caused the Saiyan to lose all connection he had with Ki, leaving him unable to naturally search for any living beings that might be near by. He did own a scouter, however the last time he had seen it was twenty years ago, placing it on his bedside counter just moments before he had been taken. Chances are his home had been long since reoccupied, and his scouter was likely sold off.

That left the old fashioned methods of eyes and ears, which weren't doing him much good right now. He tried his best to trace his steps back from his escape route, but those memories were faded to say the least. He a long, hard road ahead of him... unless he could get his hands on another scouter.

And wouldn't you know it? Just as that thought crossed his mind a figure emerged; some alien type he had never seen before who happened to be wearing a scouter across their face. Basil spun around and took note of the one in front of him, questioning it's reasoning for being out here. "My strength? You looking for a fight then?" Basil stepped forward, shortening the distance between the two of them. "That scouter of yours. You sense anybody else out here?"

PL: 125,000

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 238
TWC: 535

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Feb 22, 2024 16:36:40 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Feb 22, 2024 16:36:40 GMT -5

Basil approached Yakito but showed no clear signs of aggression, so the Zoan kept his casual posture and nodded. "Yes! Your power registers at one hundred twenty-five thousand units while mine registers at seventy-thousand units; I wanna know what this difference means. You see, I just got this device after that Queen of yours maimed my jaw and recommended me to better pick my fights. Heh, I'll give her that much: She knows how to throw a mean uppercut..." The vulpine wistfully said while rubbing his half-mask rebreather, a device meant to conceal his scars and filter out Destron.

Apparently, the two of them had a fair bit in common with how they ostensibly weren't able to sense ki -let alone use it- but Yakito was in no hurry to fight. "Oh? Lemme check real quick." Yakito tapped a button on his temple where the puce lens of his scouter was attached to. The device hummed to life and Tuffle characters began to flicker before one of his eyes. "Nothing it seems..." He said while scanning the arena with wide sweeping motions from his head.

"OH WAIT!" Yakito was now looking at the ground with visible glee as digits began to appear across the rosy lens of his scouter. "There's a dozen individuals under us; the people you are looking for are probably in some kind of hidden underground complex. Let's take care of your things first and snoop around for a hidden entrance." Without waiting for any confirmation on if their temporary partnership was to become a thing or not, the wee lad began looking through every cranny and nook that the ruins had to offer. "I bet it's your energy signature that made them harder to detect from afar! Worst case scenario we just bore a hole under our feet and give them a nasty surprise."

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 308
TWC: 702

Last Edit: Feb 22, 2024 16:36:51 GMT -5 by Yakito

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 12, 2024 0:08:08 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 12, 2024 0:08:08 GMT -5

"One hundred and twenty five?" Basil had no idea what the creature was talking about. He measured strength based on how many punches it took to take someone down; he may as well have been speaking and entirely different language. Yakito used his scouter to check the area, eventually coming upon some figures who were hidden underground. "Ah. That makes sense. I'll have those bastards in my grip in no time. I've been plenty eager for a fight so hopefully they won't disappoint."

Hold on a moment... "Let's?" Before Basil could say any more the Zoanthrope began dashing all around the scene, forcing Basil to dart forward and grab a hold of his shoulders. "Settle down. Don't you think your running around might startle them? Pretty sure they have ears, and eyes too if they're any smart. Cameras or whatnot. And let's put an end to this 'let's talk. I don't know you, and I certainly don't trust you seeing what might be down there."

There could be Saiyans down there. Wounded, maybe dead. It wouldn't be right for an outsider to see them in that state. "You've helped me, but now it's time for you to go and let me settle things. If you're looking for civilization then continue west until you come across more Saiyans. If it's riches you want then go east and you'll find an abandoned city that's likely still ripe for the picking. But what lay's beneath belongs to me."

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KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 245
TWC: 780

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 12, 2024 0:58:50 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Mar 12, 2024 0:58:50 GMT -5

Yakito's snooping impetus was halted by Basil who got a hold of his shoulder. The fox didn't show any opposition to the Saiyan's strength, but looked at him with quite the perplexed gaze. This confused countenance shifted into a frown when Basil began to chastise the red-furred Zoan for his carelessness. With a sigh, Yakito acquiesced to the notions presented, including his untrustworthiness as an Alien stranger. "Hmph. You're not wrong. Tell me your plan and I'll follow. You're a fair bit stronger than me, so there shouldn't be any problems for you to club me on the skull if I betray y-"

Apparently, the plan was to continue this mission without Yakito. Basil was courteous enough to give the vulpine being some directions, but Yakito didn't give a damn about those; Saiyan civilization is where he came from. If anything, the Tuffles were his better bet if he actually wanted to find a new pod to escape the planet. "I understand." That didn't mean he'd let go so easily, however. "Listen, I will not be testing your patience, so I shall not annoy you with that twice: I helped you, so you owe me." Quite curt, but Yakito was not finished just yet. "What's down there is personal to you? Fine. I won't step over your boundaries. Take care of your stuff and come back to the surface when you're done! I'll be waiting for that spar. That's a fair compromise, I think."

Yakito cracked his knuckles and gave the soldier a wide-fanged grin. "I know I won't win, but you don't grow dem muscles by being a wuss, right?" If Basil refused -which would be extremely surprising given the fact he was a Saiyan- then Yakito would just have to cut his losses and try plundering that abandoned city.

Then, several nearby hatches popped open with an explosion of sand they were concealed under. A mixture of Tuffles and Aliens poured out of them. They were armed with stun guns that they aimed at the duo after surrounding them. They indiscriminately opened fire. "DUCK!" Yakito made a run for it, leaping toward a ruined house to use as cover.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 361
TWC: 1063

Last Edit: Mar 12, 2024 1:01:53 GMT -5 by Yakito

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 12, 2024 1:16:23 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 12, 2024 1:16:23 GMT -5

"I owe you?" Basil didn't like the sound of that. At best what he had done was save him a little time; eventually the Saiyan would have found what he was looking. Was he really planning on lording that over him? He might have said something else had the alien not eventually acquiesced, giving way to Basil desire to continue alone. "A spar? If you insist. I don't expect this to take me too long if they are who I think they are." Tuffle scientists. If they get a hold of you and inject you with their venoms then they can be dangerous, but in a pitched battle?

Basil cracked his knuckles and turned around, only to be met with gunfire coming from every direction. While he ducked down he did his best to try and spot who his enemies were; there was definitely a good dose of Tuffles among their numbers, but surprisingly there were some aliens among their ranks away.

"So that's how it's going to be huh? Good!" Basil took the rock he had used for cover within his hands and pulled it from the soil, before manically charging forward and slamming into the combatants like a battering ram. "Running are you? If you can't handle these whelps then you stand no chance against me!"

PL: 125,000

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WC: 218
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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 12, 2024 12:21:25 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Mar 12, 2024 12:21:25 GMT -5

"That's the spirit!" Yakito just knew that Basil would come around to the idea of sparring. This was a stereotype that often ended up being the truth when dealing with Saiyans: Good bouts and food are the quickest ways to their heart. In this occurrence, Basil seemed quite confident that he could take down these ruffians below their feet in record speed before indulging the fox with fisticuffs.

Yakito didn't have to wait for Basil to clear out the subterranean hideout by himself; an ambush was sprawled around the duo. Yakito was quick at finding cover thanks to his history with shootouts, but Basil armed himself with a boulder that he repurposed as a battering ram. "Uh..." Even if it hurt the fox's ego to admit it, what Basil said was true; how could he hope to be a proper match for a Saiyan if he couldn't handle some thugs?

Galvanized into action, Yakito jumped over the ramshackled brick wall of the house he hid behind and began tearing bricks from the demolished structure, repurposing them as makeshift projectiles. The few slavers who tried to circle around Basil to backstab him were swiftly dealt with via bricks hitting the back of their head. They fell in the sand with loud thuds, their bodies convulsing thanks to the severe cerebral trauma inflicted upon them.

This was nothing more than the first wave.

A large opening made of two sliding gates revealed itself in the sand nearby. From it, three military grade 4x4 vehicles surged out. They were all armed with railgun weapon platforms, turrets manned by a single crew member. The three drivers swiftly circled around the Saiyan in a coordinated maneuver, trying to confuse him as the railguns began heating up.

A sniper who took position in a building nearby aimed for an unaware Yakito and pulled the trigger. The long-ranged rifle's gunshot echoed out simultaneously to the loud blare of the railguns.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 323
TWC: 1386

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 16:35:39 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 22, 2024 16:35:39 GMT -5

The first wave of enemies were dealt with fairly handedly by Basil, who was somewhat disappointed by the lack of fight they could put up. Was he stronger than he realized? Or maybe the grunts around him were just that weak. Yakito chipped in with a few knockouts of his own, lobbing over bricks from his defensive position though Basil couldn't help but feel the approach was a bit cowardly. And where was the fun in killing someone when you were so far away? Basil liked being in the muck.

A grumbling sound from afar revealing large steel doors splitting apart in the sand, revealing an opening which would undoubtedly lead Basil to his prize below. He only got two steps ahead before three large vehicles came roaring out, quickly surrounding Basil and forcing him to halt. The guns were very clearly being prepped to fire, forcing Basil to cover up.

The three railguns unloaded on the Saiyan, who quickly bent the ad-hoc battering ram into a curved shape that could be used to cover his body and shield him from the incoming fire.... for a moment. It only lasted a few seconds before the bullet storm tore it to shreds. Basil assumed that he was done for until the firing came to a sudden halt; their roar being replaced by a voice coming from one of the vehicles. "Basil... my boy. It's good to see you again. Take him alive!"

The vehicle's doors kicked open, and within a second there were a dozen men sprinting towards the wounded Basil. The railguns had done enough damage to lead Basil defenseless, only able to offer up minor tugging and shifting in response to the assailants grasp. "Get your hands off of me!"

PL: 125,000

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 291
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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 17:09:56 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Mar 22, 2024 17:09:56 GMT -5

Perhaps that Yakito's approach to this fight was a bit cowardly when held up to a Saiyan's standards, but it allowed him to avoid the brunt of the assault experienced by Basil. The rail guns were military grade Tuffle weapons capable of putting down high tier warriors in a single shot, so even a powerhouse like Basil felt the sting of their bite.

Yakito watched the scene unfold with great surprise, finding it hard to believe that mere turrets mounted on 4x4 could be able to produce such devastation - was this the destructive extent of the Tuffle genius? Before the foxling had time to think about it too much, he felt a prickle of unease course through his nape, causing his brow to become drenched with cold sweat.

He was going to die.

With pupils dilated thanks to the sudden spike of adrenaline shooting through his bloodstream, Yakito's body moved on its own; the moment was slowed down, stretched to its utmost, allowing the Zoan to react to the sniper bullet that was aiming his way. The spiraling bullet was mere inches away from his eyes, threatening to bore through his skull outright. With a swift palm strike delivered against the anti-armor round, Yakito made it deviate from its trajectory.

This is when his perception returned to normal and his senses came back to him. Whether he realized it or not, he had sent the sniper bullet toward one of the 4x4 who had come to a halt before the irresistible prize of a wounded Saiyan. The vehicle's armor was sundered. In its path, the bullet pierced through the vehicle's gas tank, causing it to ignite with a roaring explosion.

This was the perfect distraction: Yakito exploded into the fray, hopping from his high vantage point to land beside Basil with a fierce gust of wind and sand that buffeted the vicinity and blew the approaching soldiers away. "FUCK OFF!" With his legs splayed wide and firmly planted in the ground, Yakito drew an elbow back, its corresponding fist clenched into a quivering fist. With a forward motion that came as a blur, the androgynous vulpine unleashed a devastating punch aimed at the air, creating a loud vacuum wave that turned the second vehicle into a mist of gore and shredded metal. The high-pressure air current kept traveling forward, leaving a semi-cylindrical line of churned earth in its wake.

One vehicle remained: The one belonging to the man who seemed awfully familiar with Basil. Yakito leered at the being, his growling muffled by the respirator he donned.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

Notes = Yakito uses his Survival Instincts UT to enter autopilot mode before exiting it at the end of his post.

UT used: Survival Instincts

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 427
TWC: 1813

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 18:20:30 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 22, 2024 18:20:30 GMT -5

Basil's senses were overwhelmed when a fiery explosion detonated from behind. Several of the soldiers that had been surrounding him were thrown off, while those who remained found themselves in the path of Yakito, who had chosen to abandon his defense. The alien was able to easily tear though the second vehicle with some sort of sound based attack, leaving behind just the most important one to Basil. Within lay an unseen figure who knew his name; Basil wouldn't leave until he knew the same of him.

Refusing to be held down any longer, the Saiyan threw off whatever hands remained on him, finding a second wind of newfound strength and vigor. Basil would then recklessly charge forward at the one remaining vehicle, only to have it spin around and take off in the opposite direction. All the while the railgun would once again charge up, firing off a barrage which they must have hoped would slow Basil down.

The Saiyan refused to be stopped however and instead leaped into the air in an arch unable to be matched by the mobility of the mounted shooter, landing right on top of it's barrel. With one quick swipe Basil was able to tear it in half, and with a second he was able to reach into the hatch and pull out the trigger man. He was able to speak, but as soon as Basil realized that he was far too young to be the one who had mentioned his name before the Saiyan lost interest in whatever it was he had to say, and so he put one tossed him overboard.

Crawling inside this new opening, Basil found just a lone figure standing within a shadow. The Saiyan moved first, ready to tear this man in two, but as soon as he revealed himself in the light Basil hesitated. "Still as headstrong as ever I see. I never thought I would see you again, but I had hoped..." Basil stumbled backwards as this familiar man moved forward; his head overwhelmed with a sudden, searing headache that forced him to drop to his knees.

PL: 125,000

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 352
TWC: 1641

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 20:08:31 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Mar 22, 2024 20:08:31 GMT -5

Yakito played his part well in all this, or so it seemed, for Basil was apparently reinvigorated with a newfound burst of bravado that allowed him to push through despite the wounds he sustained. Soldiers and railgun shots alike were thwarted by the speed of a furious Saiyan. Yakito wouldn't be the one to put himself between this livid warrior on the warpath and his quarry.

Basil hopped toward the fleeing vehicle, which prompted Yakito to follow in kind. A cloud of dust rose behind the Earthling as he ran at breakneck speed, eventually catching up with his partner who seemed quite busy dismantling the turret before tossing its gunner away like a broken toy. Seeing that Basil was adamant on getting inside that vehicle instead of outright destroying it -which was a bit curious- Yakito decided to eavesdrop on whatever was going on inside.

Instead of hearing the sweet symphony of callused knuckles snapping bones like twigs, the androgynous mercenary witnessed some kind of one-sided formality. Was the enemy within the vehicle familiar with Basil? Without the shadow of a doubt; this was the kind of underlying context that promised to make the situation more difficult than it already was.

Instead of stepping into the hole that Basil tore open, Yakito activated his scouter to locate the mysterious figure's energy signature. The vulpine Earthling circled around the still vehicle until he was aligned with the man standing at the other side. Yakito drew an arm back to build up some momentum, narrowing his gaze before unleashing the stockpiled energy with a forward palm thrust ramming through the vehicle's armor. With this surprise attack from behind, he aimed to grab the man by the collar in an attempt to wrench him out of the shadows.

Provided this worked and his target was now in broad daylight, Yakito would have followed up with a takedown seeing him pin the man in place by kneeling on his back before finalizing the neutralizing maneuver with a armlock forcing the hand backward to put as much stress as possible against the ligaments of the wrist.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

Notes = Non-KP attack aimed at NPC!

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 351
TWC: 2164

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 20:34:08 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 22, 2024 20:34:08 GMT -5

Loud ringing. Loud ringing was all that Basil could hear now; whatever sounds from outside the vehicle were completely lost on the Saiyan as he brought his hands up to his ears to try and protect himself. But the sounds were coming from within, and Basil had no defense for that. "What.... what is..." The elderly man laughed. "What's happening? A defense mechanism designed for this very situation. You wouldn't think it would be so easy to get your hands on me, did you?"

By now Basil was looking rather feeble as he had scrunched up into the fetal position, hoping the ringing would go away, but it only got louder. "I suppose I owe you an apology, Basil. I promised that I could transform you; bring your power to something the Saiyan race had never seen before. Instead... well, you already know. Some parts were heightened while others... we did our best to restore your senses but then you decided to flee before we could restore you. A shame really."

Before he could go on something caused the man to stop. Basil's eyes were closed, and his ears were firmly covered which left him oblivious to the outside world, though he could feel the warm sunlight now upon his body, while the ringing began to fade. Unbeknownst to him Yakito had could to his rescue. "What is the meaning of this? Get your hands off of m-- Aghh!"

PL: 125,000

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 239
TWC: 1880

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 21:10:51 GMT -5

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Post by Yakito on Mar 22, 2024 21:10:51 GMT -5

Yakito caught a glance of Basil within the vehicle by looking through the gaping opening he made to pull out that rapscallion. This pathetic man was currently struggling, clamoring for answers to be given for his misfortune. He would have to wait; Yakito's gaze was focused on Basil who was curled in a fetal position of some sort. "Did you do this to him?" Yakito asked, puzzled by the strange development.

No matter what the man answered, the foxy Earthling opted to get his own answers by reverifying the energy signature of both beings. The results didn't add up, unless this man was somehow a master at concealing his own energy - which didn't made much sense since he relied on technology and was taken down by Yakito so easily. "That guy in the vehicle has an battle of one hundred twenty thousand and he is CLEARLY not in optimal fighting conditions; if he wanted to, he could kill both of us within the minute." With this fact established, Yakito's gaze darkened; he increased the pressure against the man's hand, making sure to thread a very thin line between vivid pain and the agony of torn ligaments. "I AM THE ONE WHO ASKS QUESTION IN HERE, IS THAT CLEAR?"

Provided the man answered with the expected "yes", then Yakito would have brought him some relief by weakening the armlock by a smidge, returning it to its more bearable prior state. "This absolute unit of a Saiyan was snooping around for something and expecting an ambush. Listen, I don't know what you guys are up to and it's none of my business, but you ought to bring my future sparring partner back to a functional state, capiche?" Yes, for sparring but also because Yakito had a hunch that Basil would be the one who knew the right questions to ask to this person; the two of them clearly knew each other if what was heard inside the vehicle was to be believed.

PL: 70,000 (Yakito is in his Base form.)

Notes = N/A

UT used: N/A

KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250

Traits: Bare-Knuckle Brawler [ACTIVE], Self-Sacrifice [1/1], Turtle School Secrets [INACTIVE]
Utility Items: Scouter, Training Weights [INACTIVE]

WC: 330
TWC: 2494

Last Edit: Mar 22, 2024 21:11:00 GMT -5 by Yakito

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Home, Sweet Home (Open) Mar 22, 2024 21:47:07 GMT -5

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Post by Basil on Mar 22, 2024 21:47:07 GMT -5

Basil for the moment remained infirm while Yakito questioned the old man; despite his ability to render the Saiyan useless he had not accounted for anyone else. "He did this to himself. You can ask him if you want, though I don't expect him to remember, so you're just going to have to take my word for it. Nothing that I or my team 'did' to him was anything that he didn't want done. We were trying to construct the perfect warrior, and if it weren't for his own cowardice we would have succeeded."

He seemed to find what Yakito said next quite amusing. "Kill? Me? HAHAHA. Basil couldn't hurt me even if I asked him to. Look at him; you'll find that we've trained those sort of ideas out of him quite well. You on the other hand... yes; my boy would fold you in half if I asked him to. Perhaps I shall."

By now the ringing had died down more, and Basil was able to open his eyes. Looking upon the scene gave him the distinct taste of disgust; disgust at his own weakness. Relying upon Yakito to save him was the greatest shame he could think of since he broke free from slavery, and that shame lead to anger. The Saiyan's naturally dark hair began to take a yellow tinge as he returned to his feet. "Silence. Both of you!" Without warning Basil would leap into the air, aiming a dropkick at the two of them.

PL: 125,000

Dropkick = 100% - 6KP - Overflowing = 125,000 aimed at Yakito

KP: 0/6 - MP: 2/6 - HP: 000/270
Resources: Burning Ki, Trump Card, BKB

WC: 250
TWC: 2130